I'm Scared (feat. 21 Savage & Doe Boy)

Young Thug, 21 Savage, DoeBoy2019年8月16日
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I'm Scared(feat. 21 Savage & Doeboy) (Explicit) - Young Thug/21 Savage/DoeBoy

Young Thug:

Oh really yeah

Oh really yeah

Young Thug:

I'm scared to break the top

Why

I'm scared to make a mess because I'm watched by the cops

F**k 'em

I'm scared to count my blessings 'cause I'm being watched by my opps

Foes

But f**k it Lethal Weapon let it rip

From out the top of the drop to his scalp

Now he out like a light

Ayy

Every n***a with me slime and sheisty

Stay on the PJ but I don't sight-see

No cap

Somebody tell Oprah I want wifey

Call me

Lil-lil-lil-lil mama tryna fight me

Ayy

I got slatt engraved it in my Nikes

Oh you caught a body doesn't excite me

Fool

All my n***as murderers you tiny

Young Thug:

Runnin' from the cops in a godd**n Rolls

Ayy

I just cooked a opp on a godd**n stove

Cook him

Young Thug:

Shot up the opp block and I robbed all they stores

Yeah

Slime do you got clocks n***a twenty times four

Let's go

Young Thug:

Robbed him for his dank and his car and gas tank

Let's go

I'ma rob that bank I'ma-I'ma rob that bank

Uh rob that bank

If I hit New York I take my shank like a Yankee

On God

They stabbed him and he died 'cause it's pointy and they yank it

Woo

Young Thug:

Runnin' from the cops in a godd**n Rolls

Ayy

I just cooked a opp on a godd**n stove

Cook him

Runnin' from the cops in a godd**n Rolls

Ayy

I just cooked a opp on a godd**n stove

Cook him

21 Savage:

Straight up out the city I don't talk I just fire

Straight up

Book me for a show I put a Glock on my rider

On God

N***as clout chasing they don't want smoke they wanna go viral

21

I just cooked the opp block in a deep fryer

Straight up

We don't go back and forth dawg we really shooting s**t

On God

Y'all riding 'round like killers n***a who the f**k you hit

21

She let me nut in her jaw

I would've hit raw but she ain't had walls

21

This ain't middle school when you sucking on me please include the balls

On God

30 hanging off my TEC ain't no tippy-toe n***a we step

21

Richard Mille cost more than all that cheap a*s s**t sitting round your neck

P***y

Busta I coulda booked you for a show same price that I booked this jet

Fool

12 'bout to run in and now they interrogate me

If you got hit below the neck

Shh

Young Thug:

Runnin' from the cops in a godd**n Rolls

Ayy

I just cooked a opp on a godd**n stove

Cook him

Young Thug:

Shot up the opp block and I robbed all they stores

Yeah

Slime do you got clocks n***a twenty times four

Let's go

Doe Boy:

Yeah n***a flexing money if I want it then I'll take it

Okay

Heard you run no faces you ain't heard I shoot faces

Yeah

F**k s**t better save it you ain't heard we don't play it

No cap

If a n***a have some beef with us he met the pavement

Gang gang

This that ain't no cap at all I can't hang around no fraud

N***as hating 'cause I ball

Grra

Problem solved

Hit your b***h blow out her walls I just bust all in her jaws

B***h we slimey as they come my youngin probably snake his dog

Cop that Rove'

Woo woo

In that Rove'

Woo woo skrr

All my n***as sick they wipe your nose

Ain't never froze blow my pole

Boom boom

Heard you gangster it don't count no more you told

P***y

No this Raf s**t can't change we just running up them bands

Let's go

Tryna figure out which opp that's gonna get murdered with my advance

Freebandz

Pop the pill it got me geeked up n***a catch me when I land

Let's go

Please don't play like I won't hop right off the jet jump in a minivan

 

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